Stepmother from 1970: Uncle holds her in his arms and dotes on her day and night

"Aunt Qian!"

"we are coming!"

In the house, Qian Yiman was playing with toys with his son, and the voice of child Fang Xinyu came from the yard.

"Brother." Yan Qinbei, a child, also heard the noise, glanced at his mother, and suddenly pointed outside and shouted.

The little brother from next door comes to play with him almost every day and gives him toys from time to time. He remembers it well.

As soon as Qian Yiman stood up, the little guy ran to the door with his short legs and tried to open the door for people outside.

However, his legs were too short and he couldn't reach the door lock even on tiptoes.

After several failed attempts, he cast a look at his mother for help, raised his little face and said, "Mom, come on."

I don't know what fun my little brother will bring for him today, so kid Yan Qinbei expressed a little anxious.

The old mother came over and was amused by his anxious look. She said gently: "Okay, stand aside and Mom will open the door."

Opening the door, standing outside were Sister-in-law Fang and Fang Xinyu, mother and son.

"Brother! Brother!"

Before Qian Yiman and Sister-in-law Fang could say a word, child Yan Qinbei rushed towards the little brother at the door with excitement and hugged his thigh.

A pair of big and smart eyes looked at Fang Xinyu, as if to say, brother, what gift did you come over to bring me today? Why haven't you taken it out yet?

"Son, don't pester brother Xiaoyu for now. Quickly take brother into the house to play."

Qian Yiman was also helpless when he saw the little guy pestering Fang Xinyu like a monkey.

However, she and Sister-in-law Fang had already gotten used to it. She didn't know why the two children had always been very close to each other, and they looked like this every time they met.

This is not to say that it is easy to establish friendship between children, because the two of them tend to ignore other children in the compound. It can only be said that these two children are more destined.

"Come on, Xiaoyu, here are the cookies you like."

After entering the house, Qian Yiman took out biscuits to entertain Fang Xinyu's child, and also gave one to his eldest son.

After getting the delicious food, the child Yan Qinbei didn't bother to talk. He immediately sat on the small bench and started eating with gusto.

"Thank you Aunt Qian."

"You're welcome." Qian Yiman particularly liked this polite and good-looking child.

She smiled and explained: "Xiao Yu, you and your brother are playing here, and remember not to let him eat more than two pieces. Auntie, go talk to your mother for a while..."

"I know, I will take good care of my brother."

The child Fang Xinyu nodded and agreed very seriously, with an expression of being given a heavy responsibility.

On the other side, on the sofa.

Sister-in-law Fang has been a little angry in the past two days, so Qian Yiman didn't take out the snacks to entertain her.

He only poured a glass of boiled water in front of her and joked: "Sister-in-law, I have nothing to entertain you, so I'll just buy you a glass of water."

"Do we still need to be so polite? Sit down quickly, I'm so tired for you when I look at your belly..."

"it is good."

After saying that, Qian Yiman sat down holding his big belly.

Sister-in-law Fang took the bag next to her and handed it to Qian Yiman, with a mysterious look on her face: "A gift for you."

"Given it to me? What is it?" Qian Yiman reached out and took it, a little confused.

Sister-in-law Fang took a sip of water from the cup on the coffee table and replied with a smile: "You'll know if you open it and take a look."

Strong curiosity drove Qian Yiman to open the bag.

"Huh? Is it a sweater?" she asked, taking the sweater out of the bag.

Pulling it out and unfolding it, it was a set of children's sweaters and pants, in a bright green color. Judging from the size, it should be for the one in her belly.

There are two little white rabbits woven on the sweater, which are vivid and very cute.

Qian Yiman thought to himself that if it were her, she would definitely not have such good skills.

Reaching out to touch the soft wool on it, Qian Yiman asked in surprise: "Sister-in-law, did you knit this yourself? Did you really give it to me like this?"

"Look what you said, can't I bring it over for you to take a look at before taking it home?" Seeing that she liked it, Sister-in-law Fang felt that she had really given the right thing.

"The weather will get cold soon, and the baby in your belly will be able to wear it by then."

The last time she went to the city for a prenatal check-up, she stopped by a department store and bought some wool.

I finished knitting a set of sweaters and pants for the baby in my belly. I thought Qian Yiman was about to give birth, so I knitted a set too.

No, I just happened to be free and sent it over today.

"Thank you, sister-in-law. Then I will accept it shamelessly. You are so skillful with your hands, unlike me who knits a scarf in a hurry..."

While envious, Qian Yiman refolded the spread sweater and pants and put them aside, preparing to wash and dry them on a sunny day.

"This is the only skill I can do, as long as you like it..."

Being repeatedly praised by Qian Yiman, Sister-in-law Fang felt a little sense of accomplishment.

It is a very gratifying thing to be recognized by others for something you have made with your own hands.

"Of course I like it, I like it very much." In a few decades, you won't be able to buy a purely handmade sweater or trousers for more than a few hundred yuan.

I don’t know why, but she inexplicably likes many things from the 1970s and 1980s, which seem to have a special taste.

Sister-in-law Fang suddenly thought of something and said, "By the way, I still have a pair of woolen socks and a hat that I haven't finished yet. I'll bring them to you when the time comes."

She had a lot of yarn left over from the yarn she bought this time, and planned to make a set from head to toe.

If both of them can give birth to a daughter, then the two little girls will be carried out wearing the same little clothes. Just thinking about that scene makes me feel beautiful.